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Written by Tanner Linsley
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Saturday, 08 December 2007 |
The source in my ear and the beat in my head,
Only the old can share my joy. For it is
Nature that makes beauty, Even if Beauty is Time.
What was once loved then can still be loved now,
Resurrection is not nessessary, only the will to keep living.
Not as a pawn of babylon or an audioslave, but a
trailblazer of culture. Burn the way. Cleanse the bad.
and renew the old. It Lives...
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